“David?” Heidi whispered as she crept out of the dingy bedroom. Before shutting the door, she threw a glance at Liv. She was sleeping soundly in her collapsible crib. Heidi could not help but smile at the little angel. She then remembered why she was leaving Liv alone. She was going to give David a piece of her mind.

“Huh?” he groaned, disoriented. Sighing, she sat down on the floor next to the sleeping bag he was sprawled across. She stifled a small giggle, for his brown hair was sticking up in every direction imaginable. Lovingly, she reached over and patted it down into a somewhat normal-looking style.

“David?” she whispered again, placing her hand on his cheek and forgetting all of her anger. How could she be angry at him? Looking in his eyes, she could see how frustrated he was that this was the only plan he could come up with. Involuntarily, she rested her head in his chest. The inevitable tears of fear and anger began to pour from her eyes without consent from her brain.

“Oh, Heidi,” David said softly as he kissed her hair. Though he tried to keep his stolid, brave face, Heidi could feel his own tears falling on the top of her blonde curls. She clutched at his tee shirt as though it would make everything stop.

Her mind raced to Liv first and then to David and her parents. The thoughts made her sicker than she was when she was pregnant with their daughter. She felt so incredibly guilty. She felt as though everything that was happening was her fault. Having to live, even if it was only temporarily, in this shack of an apartment made her a different kind of sick. It made her sick with worry that robbers would burst through the paper thin door and take her precious Liv from her.

“I don’t understand,” she sobbed, her hands balled into fists against his chest. Why did this have to happen to her? All she wanted was to have a family and grow hold with David. She did not want to run from the law.

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The few days in the apartment had turned into two months and Heidi feared that those months would turn into years. As much as she tried to make the best of the situation, she just could not. Trying to raise her baby in a run down apartment was harder than one would have thought. The thin walls allowed sound from other flats to come into theirs and it would wake Liv. Of course, marital issues came with that. Tensions rose on the occasion, though David and Heidi tried to downplay it in their confined space to keep Liv from being frightened.

“Heidi?” David said as he came in the door. Heidi smiled and put Liv down in her playpen. She walked happily over to her husband and kissed him on the cheek. He couldn’t have come home soon enough. Their ever so kind neighbors had decided to have a shouting match during Liv’s nap. The rest of the day was down the tubes from there. Heidi couldn’t do housework and Liv was cranky.

“We have to get out of here, and soon,” Heidi whispered; for Liv was finally lulling off to sleep, she did not want to wake the brown haired angel.

“Neighbors?” he guessed. Heidi nodded unenthusiastically and pointed to the wall. David’s eyes bulged when he saw the dent in the wall. Someone in their neighbor’s apartment had thrown something at the wall, causing a dent that leaked over to the Bingleys’ flat.

“Not a problem,” he said, holding out a newspaper. When she saw the article, she grinned and embraced David happily.